Irade
May 19 11:21 pm BT – 9:21 pm UT, Somewhere In The Tian Shan Mountain Range, China
She sat atop the trees, gazing up at the heavens. The wind was cold, and bit slightly into her skin. Her light, etles dress flowed in the wind, and when she stood up, her bright red harem pants would also flow in the wind. She felt the wind flow through her short hair. She reached up to touch it, remembering how it looked in the mirror. Käwsär's mom had styled it into a more fashionable pixie cut.
Irade had been surprised that she knew of such a style.
"I do like to keep up with modern styles every now and then," she had said, smiling. "I may be a traditional woman, but that doesn't mean all women have to be."
"Besides, I always wanted to try giving my daughter a more modern style," she added, sighing as Irade had looked at her angles in the mirror.